I cannot even begin to explain how much my life changed when I met Ryan. I have done more in the past year we've been together, than in the last seven years.
Me and Ryan met on....a dating website. I know, alarm bells ring, but it was the best thing I ever did. We had our first date on the 19th September 2014, there was not a single ounce of awkwardness, the conversation flowed, we got too drunk and ate and laughed and had a good time. We stumbled back to his and chatted more and then... I went home. I have never had a man respect me so much, there was no pressure, no hinting, nothing. We talked. He got to know me and from the moment we met he texts me every morning to say ''Morning babe..'' and every night to say, ''I love you...''
He is the sweetest and most generous man I have ever had the fortune to meet.
Okay, so we argue. But it never lasts long and we are back to laughing and play fighting again. My mum was concerned at first because of the age gap, (Which really isn't very big at all...7 years)
I think we work because we are so different, he loves football and going out with his mates and posh restaurants and going away. I have never had the privilege to enjoy those things and in meeting Ryan, he has introduced me to a fun new lifestyle, one where I could actually be myself and not worry about what he thinks, (Though most of the time, I get the impression he thinks I am a crazy bitch). I think I have matured since meeting him, my outlook on life has changed drastically.
I think I've ran out of things to say, except I don't think I actually knew how good love could be...Until I met him.
Ryan, if you read this, I do love you. A whole damn lot. Even if I forget to wash your football socks.
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